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.Thursday, May 8, 2008 ; 12:06 AM -
Each day is special.

Came back home late due to training and dinner with basketball mates.
Training was fun. Getting to closer to ' juniors ' .
Hope there won't be any spoiler.

Things happen around.
Not sure weather to be happy about it or sad.
Feel kinda lost.
Or maybe i think too much.

Don't get high hopes if you don't intend to give them hope.
So that the disappointment will reduce to the least.
I assume that he gave his feelings already..
Kinda happy for him not to waste any more time on me.
Thank you for everything.. =)
Guess you were a good friend of mine for the time being.

Love or not, I don't care much now..







THAT GIRL;Y

Kellie, 16.
6th December.

DESPS;Y

For me to smile to. For Someone to smile for me.

BREAK THE SLIENCE;Y




RUNAWAY;Y

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